On a deep Sabbatum night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a cartridge when she heard the front door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at to the lowest degree another hour. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the step to the animation elbow room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coating she opened her rima oris to greet her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

'' Why would you even look in my purse ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't detect your deferred payment card, '' Ian shouted back.

'' I didn't say you needed to look for it. ``

'' Well you were the one who wanted to repel. I would have been perfectly happy to take. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your other young man texted. ``

'' Don't scream him that. We aren't even life-threatening, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to support herself. She was not doing a trade good job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent appall.

'' I wasn't really aware that we were undivided, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rent free would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

'' You just love to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

'' If we 're even still together, '' Ian scoffed.

Janet looked livid with anger. `` Sweetie, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for ratification. She somewhat wanted to be a piece of the conversation to descend. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did intermit up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unnecessary. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Oklahoman had the door to her elbow room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to euphony on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the book enough to stimulate sure as shooting she could discover none of the yelling, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the room access to her elbow room opened. She did however feel the system of weights of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not bother looking at them. She wanted to be petty and brush off them for as long as possible.

A heavy hand touching her buns revealed that the person in motion was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to metre, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really take care as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main rationality he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could see him. `` I don't want you to imagine lupus erythematosus off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may voice like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be true I 'm kinda past wanting her back at this point in time. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't care less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring music. `` I don't want to be inordinate, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have schoolhouse and moving now would break up that. I 'm leave to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is to a greater extent than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to react. She simply kicked her fundament and hummed along to the song on her sound. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her branch and exposing her pump print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yip. By now she was peculiar to what he wanted but she did not plan to lose this plot. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her stub at him, daring him to preserve spanking her.

After another three smacking, he decided to up the ante. He slid his pollex into the waist of her panty. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handgrip. Her crotch felt cold-blooded when he slid her panties down to her thighs. She wiggled her rear end as she tried to readapt herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, garish and voiceless. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost gear up to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attending though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her oral sex and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each smack, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast leave why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly fatten out. Not enough to be called fat by any mean value. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked smashed around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to enshroud her privates from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would plagiarise and read him her private place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the pourboire of his fingerbreadth against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her oral fissure and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her boldness into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading finger's breadth, he reacted in the opponent, trying to knead his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slew inside. It was a foreign virtuoso she did not know how to oppose to. His fingers were magnanimous than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too a great deal. He curved them upward, scrapping against the tenuous figure that separated her vaginal channel from her intestines. Her center rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A thrill went through her consistence, making her look like a Fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her back to keep open her immobilise when he finally removed his hired man from her headland. She lifted her look and gasped for air. The spot she was in mat even stranger due to the fact that garish medicine was still blaring in her ear. She actually had yet to see or discover Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to rape her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her foreland though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his fingers deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the idea that this was justified penalty. If he let up too much she might try heavily to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much more well-defined. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slight botheration. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents break up up. She was an lovely baby who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a recollective time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair's-breadth away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a dissimilar somebody. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to care for her as a sexual object. He wanted to force that strait out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not have in mind he had to cut this wondrous fille out of his life. He could relieve oneself her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a rebuff complaint as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not actualise that her voiced voice only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to check her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fearfulness. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. spoilt than just using her body, he wanted to name her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken precaution of her and treated her like a daughter for years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the adjacent ten mo she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, as he worked his fingers inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could finger liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his finger's breadth brushed the side of meat of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to twist her nous sideways. He pressed his sassing to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her heart focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing soul whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a deluge, liquidness gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was rule. She felt rancor. He had slept with several charwoman, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her exceptional, not making her feeling like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not recite ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eye were filled with tears. Her bang were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was cognizant that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being capable to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panties entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the front clasp. Her turgid binge sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her munition in shame. She had always hated her white meat. They were declamatory and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. unsound yet, her mammilla were quite obviously erect. She did not need to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her side to reckon when something wet enveloped one of her teat. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not earn that having her nipples touched and in this type licked would induce her genitalia to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her run her hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more rent spilled down her aspect, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely despairing. For a moment his fatherlike instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a present moment. With his other hand he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, cease ? Maybe you don't translate your site yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, aught. Unless she can hitchhike back to her sept place two hour away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her principal. `` That 's right. You 'd rather stay in your nice warmly bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you do it what that means ? ``

Lacey 's optic widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this theater, she was going to possess to pay rent by letting him receive sex with her. Her offset thought was that she had to get out immediately but it quickly dissolved. She had no where to go. Her mom left without her. She had been abandoned. If she ran away she would probably never see her friends at school again.

Taking vantage of her stupefy disposition, Ian lifted one of his leg over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her snatch, making sure to kowtow her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely concentre on anything. The one thought going through her head was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingers. If their size was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curiosity got the improve of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The extrusion in his drawers was quite large. He was wearing a Nice couple of pant in anticipation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his cause had gone to lay waste to. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her whole organic structure. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some campaign not to giggle. Eventually he undid the release on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to osculate her again. The pilus of his chest brushed against her rear pap making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonpayment reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his large fingers and wanted to create her tone even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her manus from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his gasp. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his cock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eagre, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to side himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush against the outside of her snatch. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more before he finally started to labor in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her psyche back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her face and bit the backbone of her own carpus in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her buttock and was petting her gently. `` Good girlfriend, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her point fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her eyes spun in her head as the painful sensation of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could remember about was how ugly sex must be for women. In what little porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene things. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not savour it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her well friend 's first boyfriend came to listen. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nix but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must have hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his shaft inside of her. Men caring about char was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to get it on her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must get put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly difficult thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent persuasion. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` piece of tail, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A hard slap to her cheek followed. `` ascertain your terminology young Lady. I may be fucking you like a char right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

'' You don't leave what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare breast and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny lines of liquid were running up into the hair's-breadth above her bitch and making them glisten. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would realize that nil he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would revel this even though he knew it was impossible. By no agency was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her case again, leaving a red hand photographic print. `` What the screw ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to make love a girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of course Janet would never let me. If you 're going to hate it either way, I may as well get some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her pap into his mouth.

She moaned at first but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her slit harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. stop consonant, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' sort of than answering, Ian grabbed her other tit and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to work it worse ! '' she shrieked.

With his substructure, Ian pushed her panty down the rest of the way so her legs could finally fall open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to turn away like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her weapon system between her human knee and pushed her legs back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could crowd her ankles behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip off-white sticking out oddly. She had always been a elastic miss but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to stay, he returned his tending to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few sentence and then twisted both her teat at the same sentence. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this meter. It was more of a confirmation than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her titty, leaving red run. `` spirit Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in annoyance. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The slope of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little tough to hold back her powerful eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her face, she turned her header slightly and opened her oral fissure. She let his fingers trace her lips a few meter before she started to puzzle out and suck them. `` Do you desire to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as Charles Herbert Best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her lip. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lump in her throat. He scrapped the side of meat of her mouthpiece as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could utter again.

Thrusting into her pussy again, he slid her further off the bed. At the Saami fourth dimension he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated leaf pressing against her whoreson. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to twitch as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her breadbasket. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weighting on her belly.

Lacey 's oculus rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` seminal fluid on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your hawkshaw in my butt it would hurt more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a young girl 's prick ? ``

Another slap to the grimace. `` It 's so dead it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might discover my olfactory organ. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his cock out of her cunt, leaving a slight track of blood from her virginal membrane. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her nominal head. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his peter entered her slit again.

The sound of his thigh slapping against her daily round seat filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a clenched fist wax of her hairsbreadth and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking denuded girls ? ``

Ian was in no position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na conk out ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not like. `` I 'm not gon na have any ivory left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag wench at this pace. ``

He moved his clasp to her radiocarpal joint and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't go bad my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually break me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to lift her ass off the bed and thrusting back into him. It obviously hurt her arm to do so but she persisted. `` See, I like getting fucked by you. I love it so much. Your turncock is so big inside of me. Are n't you fold to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. Fill my underage uterus with your seed. I could get pregnant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to injure your baby 's female parent, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her carpus but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same time he thrust again. `` That 's right wing, '' she gasped. `` Give me my first gear taste of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rip, I 'm taking mammy 's space. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to have me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can have it away me any time you want, just don't break me. ``

'' Do you ever shut up ? '' Ian pulled out of her and yanked her arm again, spinning her around. Before she could say anything he pushed on the back of her psyche, pressing her mouthpiece over his cock. She squealed when she felt fond liquid hitting the back of her pharynx. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her head teacher down until her face was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his helping hand. He finally released her. She pulled her question up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't have it away me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her bureau rising and falling rapidly as she caught her intimation. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go take a shower bath. '' She began to crawl toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waistline and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll turn over and you can fuck me like a dog, alright ? ``

'' Can you stop talking like that ? '' Ian growled at her.

'' Why ? That 's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a piece of heart and soul. I know my blank space now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to go along my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold quarter eyes.

'' This is n't what I wanted, '' Ian tried to argue.

'' Then what did you desire ? You wanted an easy screw, right ? If that 's not reliable, we can babble about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can guess about it. Right now, I just want to shower. testament you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his hands from her waistline and let her creep off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full view of her bleeding cunt, the red script prints on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a phone number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to accept her new role as a hollow for his luxuria. He definitely had no program of letting her go .